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"the coast of my life"
storm was beating the rocks of my childhood
and the waves of emptyness battered the coast
all my relatives were made out of wood
the holes in my body were empty, I suffered most
because of this emptynessthey left me with
no one around who cared so much
there were no people who really did
and the storm grew to thunderstorm indeed
it was then I realized I lost my two feet
© december 2009, Alida, BasicPublishing.nl